Someone complained that she hurt her hand on the metal straps, so they used a belt to wallop Brenda's firm butt cheeks. Meanwhile, Amy had turned on ...the vibrator, and Brenda was so distracted by the buzz over her clitoris and G-spot that the pain in her ass simply amplified the erotic experience. Here she was, the real thing, like the slave, the pirate wench, the Indian captive, living her fantasies in real life. The excitement built up, reaching a climax, with juices running down her inner. .. RACE!”I started running as fast as I could and to my amazement, the screen in front of me said I was in first place. My joy quickly evaporated, however, as I realized that I was running full out and couldn’t keep up that pace for very long– definitely not for fifteen minutes. I slowed down to a pace I could maintain. As I slowed, I fell back to second, and then third, and then fourth place.With each position I lost, the pulses became stronger. I again tried to time things so that I might get. "Warren. My boyfriend." He has this kind of experience?"Sophia looked down. "OK. Gwen, I've never told you this, because I haven't wanted you to pull the whole shrink thing on me." Sophia took a deep breath. "Gwen, you've always said that I was one of the best boyfriend abuse peer counselors you've ever seen. Why do you think that is?"Gwen looked at Sophia-and then her eyes widened. "You are kidding. How long ago?" Ended about two years ago. Started about two years before that, more than one. The warmth spreads through my arm and up into my cheeks. ‘Hi, I am Elijah, Anne’s nephew. I just got back from London on business. How is she?’ he says in a rugged voice that cuts the silence in the room like a jagged knife. ‘No problem. She is doing great. Anne will be ready to be discharged tomorrow. Are going to be the one taking her home?’ I ask letting go of his hand. I am still only able to see his eyes because there is a bouquet of roses in between us. I quickly count and there has to.